She turned around and saw Xu Pozhi.
He walked over with a smile, "I only stepped away for a moment, how did you end up running out here by yourself?" He put his hand on her shoulder, his expression gentle, "Be careful not to agitate the baby."
She couldn't believe it.
"You, you all,"
She pushed Xu Pozhi's hand away, staggering backward, her legs gave out, and she fell to the ground. She looked up at Jiang Zhi, her palms sweating coldly, "You and this pervert conspired against me?"
There was not a ripple in Jiang Zhi's eyes, "You have only yourself to blame."
No!
She shook her head forcefully, hysterically shouting at him, "It's yours, this baby is yours!"
It could only be his.
In this world, only Jiang Zhi was worthy of being the father of her child, she liked him so much...
"It's my sperm."
Luo Qinghe turned and saw Xu Pozhi's eyes glowing with excitement and the willingness to inflict harm.
